8Moab is my washpot; over Edom will I cast out my shoe: Philistia, triumph thou because of me.
9Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
10Wilt thou not, O God, who hadst cast us off? and thou , O God, who didst not go out with our armies?
11Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.